Whatever

I'm in a whiptail smashing it

Mase went to church, set down, imagine it

Who me? Devil's Advocate, shit

Tell a tale to cry, just so you could fail to lie

Me, Un, Suge, Pac would go to jail and die for this

Fuck school, A and E murder major, flavors, uh

Listen to the coach you heard the players got scheming targets

Philly hoes boost clothes from out of Neiman Marcus

Real hot, while your flashing out, Gucci jean suit

Jacket felt, oh yeah, matching belt, uh, she so independent

But I slapped her, why? Cause I ain't slapped a ho in a minute

I'm low, low, low in a Range Rov tinted

Same 4 fronting, be the same 4 who'll get it

Uh, and we big cats, jig cats, clcik triggas

Pig nigga, bring the hook in: 6 figures

For my cats with the ice, who don't need no wife

We getting head tonight (Whatever)

To all my honeys that stall, give a dummy a call

Get his money and ball (Whatever)

Cats don't mess with ya'll, cause ya'll are dummies

Cats fuck with me cause I tell, "Let's get money"

Get it, get a Benz, come through on 20s

Me and Jim Jones stay fighting 2 on 20

Fuck it, the hoods scary and all my whips they should vary

You cheap niggas still shopping up up in Woodbury

I'm Viv Westwood, Karl Lagerfeld, Salvatore Ferregamo, John Galiano

And my girls they be blessing me first

Took 'em out of Foot Locker and that referee shirt

And I put that on the death of me first, test me, an'll squirt

Best be alert, cause yo, sexy could hurt

Cause one thing I can't stand is a pussy chick

I need a "Here ma, goof this in your pussy" chick

All these sleazes trying to be my Hillary, Winnie or Wheezy

Ladies, take it easy!

For my cats with the ice, who don't need no wife

We getting head tonight (Whatever)

To all my honeys that stall, give a dummy a call

Get his money and ball (Whatever)

Yo, yo, let's stab 'em, let's stick 'em

Let's get 'em, get all of his spinach

Grab 'em, and flip 'em, while Killa get all of the women

Bacardi & Lemon, Ferri at lemon, party in Lennon

Sorry I'm limbin', I'm just fronin' ya'll; ya tittes

I'll touch 'em, I'll kiss 'em, I'll hug 'em, I'll suck 'em

If I'm with a chick, most likely I'm trying to fuck 'em

Not tryin' cuff 'em, tryin' a duck 'em, lyin' I love 'em

Have em with a pie in their oven

Shit, to me, ya'll a dime a dozen

No time for buzzin', beat it, go find a husband

Shit, that'll trick on you, buy you a ton of clothes

I'm at the Tunnel, they let in 500 hoes

I'm at the bar, see shorty is bent

My ratio up in here, fucked 40 percent

Shit, drink is sour, armaretta, yo

Whatever, forever, but won't stop my cheddar

For my cats with the ice, who don't need no wife

We getting head tonight (Whatever)

To all my honeys that stall, give a dummy a call

Get his money and ball (Whatever)

And I don't care how bad no chick is, I ain't licking nobody's feet!

Killa!